The artist dies to himself.
The artist: She dies to herself.
This is the end,
here we go !
My oldest of friends,
for the next 40 years, you shall know,
what is means to lose.
You’ve been suffocating me from the start.
But this time im taking risk, trusting in the heart.
Knowing God is infinite.
No longer a prisoner but a servant.
Your jealousy holds little value compared to wisdom.
Oh wisdom: she is an unsinkable ship.
Here I will fight to be a better man.
Death is only a shadow in the light of the sun.
Death is only a shadow in the light of the Son.
You are only a shadow in the light of the Son.
-By Chris Cameron
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